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Hamilton
is unique, one of those places with a Great Divide. Like Berlin
and The Wall, Malta and the Green Line, or The Great Wall of China
separating the barbarians from the civilized. Hamilton has
"The Mountain", a limestone escarpment stretching all
the way from Niagara Falls to Tobermory. The 200 foot scarp passes
right through the heart of the city, dividing the population into
uppies and downies.
The City of
Hamilton has 20 craft lodges. Sixteen (downies) meet in the
Masonic Temple on Main Street East. The other four (uppies) meet
in the Hillcrest Temple on Mohawk Street on the mountain. Like the
highlanders and lowlanders of Scotland, both camps celebrate their
geographical differences.
I had the
pleasure of sitting in Composite Lodge No. 667 and observing the
good-natured banter between the brethren.
"We like it
up here, where the air is clear," said one Composite member,
"not like-----", he paused for effect, "--down in
The Bowl." (The Bowl is famous for Stelco, Dofasco, Tiger
Cats and murky air.)
The comment
brings a retort. "Those guys up on The Hill, (you'd never
call it a mountain in BC), they can see Toronto on a clear day,
for whatever good that'll do them."
Both groups
consolidated the meeting of 20 lodges into two buildings, one on
high, one in the valley, both with parking lots, neither with
massive staircases.
The Mountain
Four form a family compact. Buchanan Lodge No. 550 was instituted
in 1919, spinning off Westmount No. 671 in 1952. Hillcrest No. 593
received its charter in 1921 and sponsored Composite in 1951. Both
sets sold their original buildings and now meet in a former
Salvation Army Citadel, the reasons for which shall be explained
later.
That steep
limestone cliff was, in part, responsible for the growth of
Freemasonry on Hamilton Mountain. Inadequate roads were carved
into the rock face with switchbacks and turnoffs, but never
quickly enough to meet vehicular demands. Waterfalls gushed from
the fissures in spring and fall, ice and snow were winter access
hazards, and all year round rock-falls posed a problem. Modern
sanders, salters and snowploughs eased the difficulties in recent
years, but population pressure still outstrips engineering
capabilities. Visualize the evening rush hour crawling uphill.
Street names
split the town. "Upper James Street" tells Hamiltonians
the road is a continuation on the mountain. In the city centre
it's simply "James" and not "Lower James."
Allan Freckleton,
Secretary of Buchanan, explains the roots. In the early 1900's,
Master Masons on the mountain faced long trips down into the city.
Even longer trips if they attended rural lodges. "The Men of
the Escarpment decided it was time," according to Allan, so
in 1919 they got two things. The first was dispensation to set up
a lodge. The second was one year's exclusive use of the rural
Barton Township Hall on Upper James. One year later they bought
the hall, promptly renaming it Buchanan Hall after the lodge. It
was natural that their daughter lodge, Westmount, would share the
same building.
They stayed
there until 1982 when, faced with replacing the roof and the
furnace and making repairs to an old building, they sold out and
moved. The first stop was Ancaster, which is still atop the
escarpment, so they held to their high tradition. One year later,
1983, they took up residence as tenants in the new Hillcrest
Temple.
Hillcrest Lodge
started in its own building in 1921, a three-storey structure on
Concession Street. The first floor was commercial space, the
second floor was apartments, and the third housed the lodge room
and banquet hall. As a daughter lodge, Composite shared the family
homestead. Hillcrest held onto it from 1921 until 1983 when the
move was prompted by two factors. The first was an aging
membership facing three flights of stairs. The second, to a lesser
degree, was the fire-bombing of the ethnic bakery on the main
floor. Bob Todd, Historian of Composite Lodge, described as a
"jurisdictional business dispute" not unknown in
Hamilton.
Ken Schweitzer,
Past master of Hillcrest, recalls the circumstances. "I was
the one who bought the building. We'd had land on Stone Church
Road since 1966, two acres, and we intended erecting our own
building. Some of the members wanted a building with no commercial
tenants. After a while, what we wanted didn't matter because our
property was boxed in by the city and got surrounded by other
buildings. The bylaws kept us from doing what we had
planned."
By coincidence,
two units of the Salvation Army on the mountain merged operations
and moved to Concession street, leaving the citadel on Mohawk
Street up for sale.
Hillcrest sold
its old quarters, the city bought its 2 acre dream plot, and the
proceeds paid for the old Salvation Army building, renamed the
Hillcrest Masonic Temple. It proved a natural draw to the other
three lodges.
But that was
just the beginning of the expenses, according to Ken. "The
washrooms were alright for a church, but the building codes made
us triple the number of bathrooms. It was funny because the church
and the lodge both had the same number of members."
Converting the sanctuary into a lodge, renovating the banquet
facilities, the chair lift to the second floor and the extra
washrooms "cost us close to a couple of hundred thousand
dollars," he recalls.
"But,"
he adds philosophically, "we did pick up a lot of parking
spaces."
Most Masonic
Temples have no windows opening on the lodge room, or the windows
have been darkened. Not so with the Hillcrest Temple. Six windows,
four feet by eight feet, let the glorious light stream in through
coloured and pebbled glass. Since the lodge room is one storey up,
interlopers would need an extension ladder to eavesdrop.
Visitors to
Hamilton lodges should check the Blue Book to make sure they are
going to the right building. After attaining the summit of the
mountain via the Jolly Cut or any one of the mountain access
roads, or taking the back way via 403 and the Lincoln Alexander
Parkway, take time. Enjoy the view. Walk the rim and view the
forested slopes with mini waterfalls. Enjoy the sparkling lights
that fill the bowl. Marvel at that glimmering necklace on the dark
horizon, the Burlington Skyway that separates the inner harbour
from the dark waters of Lake Ontario.
It's a beautiful
city---both parts.
And there in the
distance, on a clear day, you can see Toronto, for whatever good
that'll do you.
PS: This
Traveller is a former Hamiltonian, having worked in the 1950's as
a reporter for CHML and the long-defunct Hamilton Daily News.
Happy
to
Meet Again !
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